“For me, the hardest part is getting up and writing, that’s the hard part. I always felt like I could teach someone to direct if I really had to.”

I feel like it’s a skill that’s passable, but writing… writing is the worst. That’s what I’m doing right now, it’s just the hardest thing that you’ll ever do.

As a director you already have a script, you have actors… you have collaborators when you’re a director.

I almost feel like I didn’t pay enough dues, it was pretty incredible. I always thought I’d work with her, I just didn’t think it would happen at this point in my career.

“A good director is one that lets you improv,” that’s ridiculous. There’s some actors who should not be improving and there are some scripts that should not be touched. I think it’s just a case by case basis.

When you’re writing there’s no one to collaborate with, there’s no material to look at. I haven’t adapted something yet, so, I’m sure that would be helpful. When you’re writing an original piece you have nothing.

You know, you kinda think you’re gonna have to work for twenty years before you get to work with Meryl Streep. So getting to work with her…

“Heaven help us,” said the old religion; the new one, from its very lack of that faith, will teach us all the more to help one another.

preach the word, be urgent in season and out of season, convince, rebuke, and exhort, be unfailing in patience and in teaching.

I do not need any writing, since I transmit teaching beyond words and ideas.

Your teaching must have the integrity of serious, sound words to which no one can take exception. If it does, no opponent will be able to find anything bad to say about us, and hostility will yield to shame.

Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn.

Are we going to have to teach you to fight, angel?

If Jesus rose from the dead, then you have to accept all that he said; if he didn’t rise from the dead, then why worry about any of what he said? The issue on which everything hangs is not whether or not you like his teaching but whether or not he rose from the dead.

Vee lowered her lashes and smiled wickedly. “this class isn’t going to teach me anything i don’t already know.” “vee? As in virgin?” “not so loud.” she winked just as the bell rang, sending us both to our seats, which were side by side at our shared table.